Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 122

Cordelia sat slumped at her desk, now changed into her cozy pajamas. Elbows planted firmly on the wood, she cradled her smartphone in her hands, awaiting a reply from the members of her social group chat.

Since yesterday, the question had been gnawing at her, who exactly was Everard? Even Sanderson, the guy who knew everyone in town, didn’t recognize the name. Could it be that Everard was a ghost, a figment of her Imagination?

This morning’s chat in the Pioneers Group sparked a realization, the group was a melting pot of professionals from various fields. Surely someone might know him, right?

But after she posted her question, the chat fell eerily silent.

After a torturous two–minute wait, a reply finally popped up.

Bland asked, [Lia, are you pulling our leg? How could you not know him?]

Cordelia blinked, her instincts telling her that Bland knew Everard. She typed back hastily, [Who is he?]

Silence fell over the group once again.

Just as she was about to probe further, another message came through.

Nolnterruptions said, [Never heard of him.]

Like an icebreaker, the message prompted a flurry of responses.

Pianoman said, [Nope, doesn’t ring a bell.]

Mathster replied, [A mystery to me.]

Painter said, [Who?]

Chef replied, [Not a clue.]

Others all replied, [No idea.]

Everyone chimed in except Louie Adams. Cordelia’s brow furrowed as she read the stream of ignorance, finally addressing Bland directly, [So, you’re the one who knows him, @Bland?]

Bland replied, [No, I definitely do not.]

was confused, texting. [?]

[Sorry, must’ve been a brain fart. Got the name

speechless, […]

this and nobody knew

– [If anyone digs up anything about

she’d borrowed from her grandmother. The technical jargon was almost alien

flipped through the pages with a

never ends” couldn’t have been more true. She had thought her high school education was comprehensive and had even self–studied some college material, but compared to the true experts, she was leagues behind.

to double down on

and honey. “Get some sleep, dear. You have to rest to regain energy,”

to good advice, nodded in agreement.

when a new message

you asking about this

She pondered for a moment

came quickly, No way.

replied, [Yes, do you know him?]

full ten minutes before sending back a cryptic message: [Be careful around him in real life. Keep

by keeping her distance? They hadn’t even been in contact

Cordelia sighed deeply, replying. I can’t stay away from him, my heart

about love,

decide, Louie

she responded: [Because “Love or Die” curse. Do you

Louie went silent.

ten minutes, but still no message. Was there

I know. I’ll see your

He actually knew!

might have called him immediately, but Cordelia was patient by nature. If Louie said

single word – [Okay]

was about to turn

at the screen, recognizing Everard’s number. What could he want

voice, more

somehow more

soothing it seemed to caress